To worship the land we adore Is to feel your soul swept ashore On woodland thrones and bones We build our homes with stones
Gods known and unknown See my disheartened tears My body longs for thee At heart you are my only shining dream
To worship the mountains high Is to accept your fate and die On the peaks of Nordlaniæ We sing as one aria
Transcend and taste the wind Pillars of creation, I peer To die in the arms of your kin We set sail even though the end is near
Archaic words and songs Pathos to my sullen soul Bury me with the last stars As they shine no more
To worship is to claim your firmament To worship is to read your last sacrament On these shores my brothers have bled We weep as the last word is said
Fly, take me to the sky Die, I am forever We are the weaves of this cosmic tapestry Cry, as the last star is goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.